Poetic-Verses
THE ROAD TO THE MARKET
I lived by the road to the market
Where people passed by
Women talking and going by
All that went to market
Things to buy
They shuffled their feer,
Some stamped them
While they passed by
Stamping weapons of evil
Into the ground
This market assemblage
Has a reason why
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THE ROAD TO THE MARKET
THE ROAD TO THE MARKET
